Obsessed by Rick R Reed

Author:Rick R Reed [Reed, Rick R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Horror, Suspense, Fiction, Thrillers
ISBN: 0440208556
Google: Y5l1DhahUuQC
Publisher: Untreed Reads
Published: 2011-06-23T12:00:00+00:00

Joe's first thought was that it was Anne, calling to tell him to come home. His adrenaline level revved. He hurried to pull his pants and shirt on. "I'll be right out. Could you tell her I'll be right there?"

"You tell 'er. Phone's at the end of the hall."

Joe heard the man's receding footsteps. He examined himself in the mirror and then realized Anne wouldn't be able to see him through the telephone wires.

Hurrying down the hall, Joe began to imagine what she would say. "Joe, listen, I know I haven't been very understanding. And I know I haven't been very trusting, but, baby, I know I was wrong. I've been cleaning and cooking all morning and your home is ready for you. Please come back, Joe. I love you."

He picked up the phone. "Hello?"

"I hope I didn't get you out of bed. Lately you need your beauty rest." The woman chuckled.

Joe didn't recognize the voice, although he knew, with disappointment, that it wasn't Anne's. The voice did sound familiar. "Who is this?" Joe asked, not really caring since it wasn't Anne.

"Your sweetheart, honey." The woman laughed again.

Joe put his hand to his forehead. A headache was starting. "What do you want, Pat?"

"Don't take that tone with me, mister. You better be good to me if you know what's good for you."

"I'm sorry. Did you want me to come over?"

"That wouldn't be a bad idea. But I think under the circumstances it might not be safe for you to come here so soon."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm calling to save your ass."

Joe felt sweat breaking out on his forehead and upper lip. The phone suddenly seemed slippery. "I don't know what you mean."

"Maggie Mazursky's husband knows you killed his wife."

There was a thud in Joe's mind. For a moment he was afraid he would faint, and he grabbed on to the little ledge under the phone for support. "How could he know such a thing?" Joe's mind raced. "Unless you told him, you little bitch!"

"Wait a minute, buster! He found out mostly on his own. If you don't watch your step with me, have no fear: I'll go straight to the police. Understand?"

Joe felt humbled. She had all the bargaining power. "Yes, I understand. How did he find out . . . really?"

"You left your lighter with your initials in his apartment. Not the brightest thing in the world to do, but considering your state of mind at the time I would imagine it was completely understandable. Anyway he's been spending almost all his spare time lately making the rounds at jewelry stores, trying to trace it. Lucky for you, the lighter was a custom order, and once he found the right place there weren't too many more steps to find out who the original owner was."

Joe felt sick. He held down the bile he tasted. "So how did you find out?"

"He knew I was the invalid that lived across the street. He thought I might have seen something that would help him.

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